Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gang Green to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Joy Division,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Monks,
The Barracudas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang On A Can,
The Standells,
Depeche Mode,
Howard Jones,
Symarip,
Motorama,
Crime,
Mo-Dettes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Al Stewart,
Ludus,
Unwound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things,
Sonny Sharrock,
Newcleus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Kinks,
Drexciya,
Lungfish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Curtis Mayfield,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
The Dirtbombs,
Deadbeat,
Rotary Connection,
Sister Nancy,
Rod Modell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gong,
The Walker Brothers,
Agent Orange,
The Birthday Party,
The Gladiators,
The Mummies,
Soft Machine,
Rekid,
Supertramp,
Ronnie Foster,
The Remains,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.